Thursday, 9 June 2011
as our eyes close
"A picture of our fingerprints, and the taste of tongues, as my eyes close—but for your impish colour, our sharp tooth."
Ian William L.
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"A picture of our fingerprints, and the taste of tongues, as my eyes close—but for your impish colour, our sharp tooth."
Ian William L.
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A blog about life and losing my mind; about the emotions that take us, the colours that catch us, the little things that are lost. We create the dark, and we can stem the shadow.
"A picture of our fingerprints, and the taste of tongues, as my eyes close—but for your impish colour, our sharp tooth."
Ian William L.
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